I stopped telling myself that I’m lost.
I’m on a road with no destination, I’m just driving with hope that I’ll find a place that I like and I’ll stay there.
I’m not lost, I’m on my way.
It is the worst thing to know that your feelings are wrong.
When you love someone you shouldn’t love.
When you still care for someone that no longer cares.
When you feel jealous of someone that has nothing to do with you.
It’s like you dont have the right to feel the way you do.
Like what you feel is something unnatural, that is not supposed to exist.
An anomaly. Something that nature itself despises.
And that’s exactly how it makes you feel.
Wrong. Unnatural. Abnormal.
anxiety is terrible, you could be having an attack and no one would even know because it’s an inward thing. it feels like you’re malfunctioning and you can’t process your own thoughts. you get a knot in your stomach and you can’t take a full breath but outwardly you can literally just sit there and look completely normal as long as no one tries to speak to you.